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1 shot 2 shot 3 shot BANG!
Im tired of seein so many of my peers slain
bout a week ago my lil cousin got jumpd
Cudve lost her life wit 2 mo blows 2 da head but 4 wat?
News casting of more & more deaths in chicago
I thawt we were a ppl
where did da love go?
Yung, i mean yung black men & women losin their lives
Nobody has da rite 2 take sum1s life
Gang violence
stupid stuff
Wateva hap'n 2 natural causes & freak accidents?
Dis irresponsible & reckless bull crap
Im tired of dis
So many ppl can still b here 2day blessn us w/their presence
Dey say da past is da past but its now becomin da present
We're letn em win
Cuz we're takin each otha out makin it e-zr 4 dem
Yes i do cry when i hear dat a child has died
I cant describe da pain i have nside
Im so sick of funerals & each time it rain
It's jus God informn me dat he's disappointed once again
Classmates Cousins Ppl I've met once Ppl I need
Have lifeless bodies cuz of stupidity n-v $ greed
Wat is dis place ive been brawt up n
Suburbs have less opportunities den tha city now
how dat hapn?
Dey telln ppl not 2 cum 2 their hood
But dey can go where dey plz n its all gud
I think dats sum bull
nobody gon tell me where i can & cant visit
Sad part is goin where ur not wanted can cost ur life
& we cant even have fun 2getha not even family cuz its always a fight
Sis' w/ no bros Moms wit no son
We thawt it was over but it had jus begun
So @ nite w/my knees 2 da ground, fingertips 2 my chin & eyes 2 da sky
I pray 2 God dat da world can hear Chi-Town's Cry

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